We're a family of snackers. From chips
to cookies; from Little Debbie’s
to home-made brownies; from sodas to saltines we eat a
LOT
of snacks. Yet, I don't gain any weight.
My
grandmother used to call me the Bottom-less pit, with good reason:
Growing up, I could eat, and eat, and eat and never get fat. That
changed, of course, when I became an adult. I put on a few (read:
several) extra pounds, but my weight stabilized itself.
So,
whenever I eat my weight in Cheetos,
my wife always complains: “I
eat like a bird and you eat like a 12 year old! How come I'm the one
who gains all the weight!?”
I
can't help it. It's pretty much always been this way for me. Believe
you me, if you actually knew how much food I consumed, you'd be
amazed. I should look more like this:
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Nothing Dumbo about this happy guy! |
Rather
than this:
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That's some pig! Pretty cool! |
Still
a bit on the chubby side, but not truly FAT.
My
wife hates me... but she loves my body heat!
;)
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